Last Time ¥ Interracial/BWWM JB

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Audri's POV

Three weeks later

February 28, 2017

9:55 AM

Recap

"Umm, never have I ever cheated on my significant other," I stared me down.

I take a look at myself in the mirror fixing my lip gloss before flipping the visor back up. I grabbed my purse, grasping the two smooth, coal black handles together as I stuck my leg out of the open door of my jeep. I nervously brushed invisible lint from the front of my pants.

I walked into the tall glass building through the broad archway and headed towards the elevator. I was headed to see Dr. Paige. This time, I scheduled a session by myself because there was something I needed to talk to her about. This time is wasn't necessarily about Justin; we are actually doing okay. He's been very attentive but not in an overbearing way.

I step off of the elevator as it dings and notifies me that I had made it to the sixth floor. My senses seemed to be heightened this morning. The man stepped to the side, letting me out before the doors closed allowing me a whiff of his musky cologne. I pulled down on the hem of my blouse even though it didn't need fixing. The crisp air caused the hairs on my arms to stand up as I reluctantly treaded down the hall.

"Audri, what brings you here today? Kris said it sounded urgent," she sat a few feet in front of me. Kris is Dr. Paige's secretary. I called him early this morning and begged for a last minute appointment.

I couldn't find the words to say what I needed to say. Not because I didn't trust her but because I didn't want to believe what I was about to say.

"Is everything okay with you and Justin? You two have been making great progress during your sessions."

"Justin is great; perfect as always," I sink a little further into to the cushions of the seat. "Justin and I actually got married," I announced gaining a surprised expression from her.

"When?" she asked, her neat brows still knitted together.

A moment passed, the ticking of the clock behind her amplified the silence.

"Three weeks ago," I stated carefully. I watched as her legs went from crossed as the ankles to crossed at the knee.

She raised an eyebrow again, calculating her response." You two have been coming here weekly and you did not think it was important to let me know that you got married mid couples counseling?" she asked.

I shrugged. She wasn't harsh in her words but I could tell she was fairly frustrated with our impulsive decision.

"It was Justin's idea," was all I could get out. It's not a lie but I knew she would think I was trying to make an excuse for my erratic behavior.

She sighed, placing her glasses on the desk behind her, "Audri, we've talked about this. Blame should not exist in your relationship."

"I didn't mean it like that," I defended. "Dr. Paige, getting married is probably the least terrible thing I've done in the past month," I huffed. I was frustrated. Not with her, but with myself.

She didn't react because she knows me. She knows my pattern of behavior. I can be impulsive. Not in a horrible way but I don't always think before I speak or act. Well I guess that is horrible considering I'm now a mom and a wife.

"I've been training with this guy named Stephen. He's my personal trainer but he's become one of my close friend's since Justin has been gone. Justin pretty much has despised him from the moment he heard his name."